Kojiro Hirata's appearance didn't look like he was faking it. After all, Kumashima Gonrui had spoken in person, so he wouldn't even listen to what his teacher said.
So, this guy was really pushed to the ground and rubbed by a little kid!
When they thought of this, everyone in the Death Fist Jiryu Karate headed by Kumajima Gonrui felt as if they had swallowed a pair of smelly socks alive. They all stared at Kojiro Hirata and Sora Hoshino with murderous eyes.
On the other side, Shirahama Kenichi, who had recovered from the pain, had witnessed the whole process. When he saw Hoshino Sora rushing up, his heart almost jumped out of his chest, but before he could go to the rescue, his little cousin himself He pushed them to the ground and beat them violently...
"Ah this..."
Shirahama Kenichi was a little doubtful about life. The man who was beaten violently by his cousin looked so strong. If he faced him, he would lose nine times out of ten, but... his little cousin won.
This is not a fighting game! How did my cousin win when there was such a huge difference in body size in reality?
"Akong is so strong. Although the opponent underestimated the enemy and was careless, Akong's fighting consciousness and strength are real. If he doesn't have enough strength, he can't break the opponent's defense." Feng Linji Miu praised from the side.
Kenichi Shirahama: "..."
Why do you suddenly feel so weak?
Just as he was thinking about it, Xiongdao Quanrui couldn't stand it anymore. He strode forward and reached out to grab Hoshino Sora.
"No!" Shirahama Ken was so anxious that he rushed to help Hoshino Sora without even a moment's hesitation, even crawling and running.
Feng Linji Meiyu also narrowed her eyes, moved her figure, and had arrived next to Xiong Dao Quan Rui unknowingly.
Xing Yekong, who was being beaten violently, felt his head tremble, and a donkey rolled forward. Immediately, Xiong Dao Quan Rui's hand stretched out and grabbed Lonely.
"There is something. You should be the mysterious disciple trained by Liang Shanbo, yes, yes." Xiong Dao Quan Rui laughed grimly and became serious.
Although he was huge, his speed was really not slow. He took three steps and blocked Hoshino Sora's way, and then swept over with a whip kick.
Hoshino Sora stopped dodging, shouted loudly, summoned all his strength, and punched him.
In a head-to-head confrontation, who is afraid of whom?
Upon seeing this, Miu Fengrinji knew that with Hoshino Sora's current state, there was no way she could receive the kick without injury, so she prepared to take action.
However, someone stepped ahead of her and caught the whip leg with his hand.
"Master Ni!" Shirahama Kane couldn't help but want to cry when he saw the person coming.
When the master was away, we encountered a tough fight. I thought it would be a fierce battle, but unexpectedly, the master came back at the last moment!
Essentially, Shirahama Kenichi doesn't like fighting. If he can be reasoned with, he prefers to reason with others. Today, it was the first time for him to meet someone who was kicking the gym, and he was very scared. But for the sake of Miu's classmate, the honor of Liang Shanbo, and the safety of Kong, he mustered up the courage to stand in front!
Now that Master Niqi is back, the courage he mustered up before has naturally dissipated, leaving only the grievances that need to be expressed.
Ni Zhixu casually pinched Xiongdao Quanrui's calf with one hand and glanced at his disciple. Looking at the scars on his face, his anger was ignited.
"What did you do to my lovely disciple?"
With every word he spoke from his mouth, the strength in his hands increased. Xiongdao Quanrui only felt that his calf was clamped by a huge iron pliers. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get rid of it.
"Moreover, you want to bully a child in a nursery school!"
Xiongdao Quanrui couldn't help it anymore and cried out in pain: "Ah, Hundan, let me go quickly~"
His disciples were all shocked. Their teacher actually... actually cried out in pain? The teacher who had trained his body to be as strong as steel was actually crying in pain!
"Who are you? Hurry up and let go!" the disciples shouted with fierce expressions.
Ni Zhixu flicked Xiongdao Quanrui to his disciple, and then his eyes began to light up, and a layer of anger seemed to ignite all over his body, "Huh? Didn't you just want to challenge me? Now I It’s coming, are you ready?”
The situation at this moment is like in an anime. After a warrior clears a level, the big boss appears. His ferocious and violent aura impacts the people present, and his plain tone contains endless terror... This is just one mouthful. An adult devil!
"A person who fights hundreds of times... goes against his will!" Xiongdao Quanrui's voice was trembling. He covered his calf, and out of the corner of his eye he saw a clear purple-red palm mark on his calf, which was where he had been pinched just now.
"Okay, in order to thank you for scaring my disciples, let me entertain you well!"
As he spoke, Ni Zhixu took a step forward and waved his fists. Everyone who came to kick the gym, including the karate master Fan Xiongjima Gonrui who was a member of the Death Kung Fu style, were all knocked into the air, and then fell to the ground like dumplings. On the tatami. Even Hirata Kojiro, who was lying on the ground after being beaten by Hoshino Sora, was kicked into the sky.
This is not the same level at all. They couldn't even resist and were beaten until they fainted. Even Xiongdao Quanrui, who had trained his body to be as hard as iron, was beaten like his disciples. When the punch flew into the sky, he was already unconscious.
"Tch, the people who came to the gym today are so weak that they can't even let me warm up."
Niji Zhixu was disappointed with this group of people who came to play, while Shirahama Kenichi, who was not far away, was completely dumbfounded.
The karate master who came to kick the gym, who looked so terrifying... was beaten away like a bastard. How terrifying!
"Wow, Uncle Niyi is so awesome!" Hoshino Sora looked eager. Today's battle gave him an understanding of the masters in the gym.
A karate master who had obtained the teacher's training was actually unable to block Uncle Ni's punch. No wonder he was expelled from the karate world back then.
Sure enough, as the uncles said, the set of titles in modern competitive sports can no longer measure real warriors. The standard that can truly measure and determine the strength of warriors must be the traditional set, that is, disciple, expert, and expert. .
The traditional title does not talk about age or contribution to the martial arts practiced. It only talks about personal strength. A disciple is a disciple. If you don't have the strength, you can't call yourself an expert.
